Today is the feast of Saints Peter and Paul, the two titans of the Church. I say titans, not through their own merits, but by responding to their call to serve God in a way that helped the Good News spread throughout the world in their day and, in fact,
Church Times in the Deanery
With the relaxing of lockdown it has enabled those Churches which are ready and able to open for private prayer until we are able to worship publicly together. We continue to pray for all those who are struggling with illness and isolation and all those who are working so hard
Twelth Sunday Homily
Lockdown hair would seem to be quite an advantage in this week’s Gospel, well so long as the length of the hairs counted matters and perhaps, for those whom have not dared dye their own, the colour does not.(I am thinking of ‘what has been covered, will now be uncovered
Church Re-opening
As you will have all been made aware in the past few days, the Government has given permission for Churches to re-open for private prayer from June 15th if all necessary preparations have been carried out, due care and attention has been paid to ensure people using the Church would
The Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ.
When thinking on the most Holy Body and Blood of Christ, or Corpus Christi, what’s the first thing that comes into your mind, I wonder. For many, it could be a vision of a barrier with a sign that reads, ‘beyond this point is mystery!’. Corpus Christi conjures up all
The Feast of the Holy Trinity
What is the Name of God? In the Ancient World, there were oodles to choose from. Some were very short, some were very long, some sounded mysterious, some elegant and beautiful; some frightening and cruel, some humourous. Whatever they were, they were names. These named gods would be called, pleaded
Pentecost
This Pentecost Sunday is a strange day, even stranger than our present usual strange days. This is because our readings are full of gatherings, something denied to us at this time; the gathering of many people to hear the Word of God in their own tongue, the gathering each of
Ascension
I will be preaching tomorrow so I thought I would share a poem for Ascension. No shouts of joy were heard on Olivet. No trumpets fanfared Risen One’s adieu. His friends stood trembling, wondering where He was, And rushed in terror, locked and barred the door. Ascension Day in context,